Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Overheard... #2 and #3

... as we were following Big J to the motorcycle shop:

Mister J: "Mom, why is Daddy wearing that helmet?"Mommy: "To protect his head."Mister J: "From the falling nuts?"(I did give him a more accurate explanation, but it wasn't quite as entertaining as hearing his!)

They love watching him ride the motorcycle - which, of course, they only get to see if we are following him to and from the bike shop. I, on the other hand, get totally nervous watching him ride. I know that he's riding responsibly, but I also know that he's much more vulnerable to the carelessness of other drivers when he's on the bike. And now, I've got two more reasons to worry about him - they were strapped snugly in behind me, squealing with excitement as they watched their father's tail lights shining in the early darkness of a fall evening.

2 comments:

I actually await the day that Joe and I can take a ride, together, on our bikes.I don't have "crotchrocket" like his, mine is a "cruiser" and not as fast.Riding, for me, is a form of relaxation, if I'm on quiet, county road.